do you eat it..? {Drayton}

["Bexi" Leggert]

beep beep beep...

Bexi looked down, the tiny alarm-clock strapped to her waist was going off. Food time. She looked down at the box on her table, realising that it was almost empty. She picked up the box, and walked down to the kitchen.

Bexi took little pleasure from cooking. Because she was unable to tell when she was hungry, she had to eat at very specific times, making it impossible for her to eat the food that was cooked for the students in case it came late, which it often did. She munched on her flapjack, tasting nothing and feeling nothing of its texture. She'd heard that they tasted foul, but it was a good way of getting the majority of her food groups quickly.

She put down the box and took out a baking tray, ready to refill the box while she finished eating. Eating was usually extremely boring for her.

["DRAYTON" Travers]

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food

Drayton looked up from applying his eyeliner in the bathroom, ignoring the guys making out behind him. "Food!" he gasped, smearing the eyeliner too thick. "I'm. A. RACCOON!!!" a few guys threw their shoes as that, but he just ducked, happily chucking.

For no reason what so ever he got the idea food was available, right now. But if he didn't hurry it'd be all gone. This made him sad, in a tiny little place. "Wait..." He paused, looking in the mirror, still giggling. "Ah!" he jabbed his other eye quickly. "AHH!!!!" well, at least he matched.

Drayton ran towards the kitchen, smelling the food before he was even half way there. "FOOD!!!!" he barreled through the people, leaving a path of destruction as he went. Without knocking he burst through the door, panting. “Foood!” the last cry of relief as he tripped on air, tumbling forward to the feet of the food goddess, smashing his nose against the hard tiles. “Food…?”
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["Bexi" Leggert]

Bexi turned around slowly, raising an eyebrow as the boy fell down in front of her, smiling to herself. Of course, the normal reaction would be 'are you alright' and to wonder if it hurt, but for Bexi those thoughts came a little later. Instead she laughed, extending a hand to let him pull himself up. "You're more than welcome, mate, but I doubt you'll like it," she laughed, feeling a little ashamed that he had run in and hurt himself for nothing. But it was funny.

"You alright, kiddo?" she asked, suddenly remembering that others could feel pain, and not only that that they could be damaged by doing stupid things like that.

["DRAYTON" Travers]

“What? Pain? On ME?” He laughed, patting his scrawny arms like they were made of the biggest muscles. “I am INVINCIBLE!! Mwahahahahha-“ he paused, dropping her jaw at her. “WAIT RIGHT THERE MISSY!!!” he exclaimed; putting his hands on his hips, dropping lower and waggling his finger in her direction. “I am no ‘kiddo’ thank you very much. I am sixteen and very good at it.” Drayton snuffed, pushing his hair back as he took on an arrogant pose.

He broke into more laughter, dusting off his sparkling pants to take up time before straightening his button covered vest. “Jo- Drayton.” He saved himself just in time, wincing as he thought of almost saying his old name. Dray winked at her, hopping onto the counter to search the cabinets.
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["Bexi" Leggert]

Bexi laughed, putting her hands on her hips. This boy certainly was something. She wasn't quite sure what that something was, but she certainly liked it. "Hey, thats my line!" she said with playfully, "I'm the invincible one!" she said. It had taken a long time to not react violently when people made fun of her curse, even if it was unintentional, but she had come to terms with it now.

"I think you'll find that almost everyone is a 'kiddo' in this school. I am nineteen..." she said with a small blush. "Not that being the older woman is a problem... is it?" she span off, slightly flirtatiously. "And the name's Bexi. Bexi, Becca, Becky, Rebs, anything really, but most people stick with Bexi Lexi."

["DRAYTON" Travers]

Drayton looked down at her, batting his eyelashes flirtatiously. "I like older woman.." he purred seriously before rummaging through the cabinets. “AHAH!” he pulled out a large lollipop from the paper, hiding them behind a pig box of prune juice was perfect. Dray shoved it in his mouth, smiling at her. He sat down on the counter, crossing his ankes as he thought.

“Bexi, huh? I could think of a name to go off that..” Drayton paused, thinking hardly any while he scanned her up and down. “Will Sexi work?” he smiled, popping the lollipop back into his mouth looking around the kitchen. This. School. Had. EVERYTHING. Hot girls, hot guys, hot teachers.. Well, maybe not so hot of teachers…

["Bexi" Leggert]

Bexi smiled, a shiny pure white smile of goodness and, essentially, innocence. "Very sexy Bexi," she corrected, taking another part of her awful flapjack and putting it into her mouth. She needed to finish it quickly, or her body would be out of sync with her timer. "You know those things'll rot your teeth, kid." she said with a shrug, turning back to her cooking. "I don't know why people bother with them... Its not like you get anything out of them but a sugar-high, if you're lucky."

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["DRAYTON" Travers]

"It's that teeth rotting goodness I'm after." he smirked at her, leaning against the counter as he strummed an invisible guitar. Drayton looked around, feeling bored without the usual crowds. Was it too much to ask to be the center of attention for more then one person? It seemed all this school was were people going off alone. "It's called porn. Not more babies." he muttered under his breath, thinking about leaving the room to find a funner person.

["Bexi" Leggert]

Bexi smiled and shook her head, putting the tray into the oven and turning back to him. "Well, I think its a rotten habit. Take out the middle and just go straight for smoking - kills you twice as fast and gives you twice the buzz, I hear." she said with a cheeky smile, rattling her fingers against the bench.

She put her box away, sliding it into the hidden place - not that anyone would dare try it. She paused, hearing him. "Porn? Babies? What the fuck are you on about now, mate?" she asked, her accent suddenly coarse and common, though clearly filled with humour.

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["DRAYTON" Travers]

Dray turned around, bouncing up onto the balls of his feet. "Sorry sorry, teen crappers getting on me nerves." he laughed, flapping his wrist at her. "At least most guys here are gay!" he winked at her, running back for a second sucker. He loved sucking on things, which just made him seem all the more gay. If only they knew he might just be the only purely straight thing here. Even the girls have had their moments.

["Bexi" Leggert]

Bexi smiled to herself, finding the mans exciting and wild nature a breath of fresh air. Finally, it seemed there was someone in this school that wasn't so serious all the time! She giggled to herself as shook her head, "You talk mighty funny, m'dearie...." she said with a grin, sliding herself onto the counter.

"I wouldn't know about the guys being gay..." she added with a small shrug. It really didn't matter to her what their preferences were, since they were all off-limits anyway.... but she could always admire, and she was certainly admiring now. As a friend. Obviously. "I 'aven't really been here long enough to see that. Why, is that what floats your boat? Would be a crying shame to lose you from our 'side'..."

["DRAYTON" Travers]

Dray laughed again, holding up his head to the cloud. "Oh no my dear! I could never go for them boys, not unless the girls say I'm too 'big' a man for them." he giggled at her, leaning closer to her till they were inches apart. "Shall I prove it to you?" he asked with a silky voice, trying to be sexual. Failing miserably of course.

["Bexi" Leggert]

Bexi smiled, leaning forwards herself so her face was just centimeters from his. It was partly flirtatious, enjoying the charade for as long as it lasted, and partly so that he wouldn't be leaning too close to her body and threatening to heat her. This was mostly just force of habit though, and her condition was in the furthest corner of her mind, and she refused to let it out to ruin her thoughts. "And you wouldn't be too big for the guys? Your logic is flawed, my friend," she teased, refusing to pull away, even though she could tell that they were probably both close to falling over into laughter.

["DRAYTON" Travers]

He brushed his finger across her cheek, meaning to move a strand of her hair that had gotten in her eyes. Drayton smiled again, shaking his head. "Ahhh, but you see. With the men you get less 'Ow, it hurts! Get is ouuuut!' and more...." he left the sentence unfinished. Let her use her imagination. Without meaning he twirled the strand of hair through his fingertips, finding it's silkiness entrancing. Drayton looked into her eyes slowly, lingering his glaze for more then a friend would. "Now, my dear. If you'll excuse me.. I'm afraid classes are calling me." He motioned to the clock above her head, smiling.

["Bexi" Leggert]

Bexi smiled, trying to think of what the men could scream instead, though she wasn't sure. Although she wouldn't admit it, this was probably as close to a boy as she had ever gotten, and she pouted at the thought that he would have to go, "But they're calling you so quietly..." she told him, putting a finger softly against the collar of his shirt.

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